Feast Day is scheduled well in advance of the actual day. We’ve decided that, unless something apocalyptic happens, it (Feast Day, not the apocalyptic something) will go on as scheduled. If the highway washes out or is taken down into the ocean by a mudslide, that might qualify as at least quasi-apocalyptic, as might cannon fire from marauding pirates (unlikely), hostage-taking by a gang of angry or hangry Porsche-files from that ‘you can’t afford it’ golf community up north (even less likely, but a gang of angry hangries is nothing to sniff at), or Polly deciding to take random pot shots with her pellet gun at us for some random reason (much more likely), but generally, as in never so far, we do Feast Day no matter what.